When vistas were broad and high, and the city was plumping and youthful.
Before much of what he knew sank beneath the mass of its own artifice.
Ragged now is this region of reaching teeth, tired and leaning and grey.
With an old wistfulness he moves swiftly out before the unrolling of merciless dawn.
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